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Tuesday, June 3, 2014

a sleepy day under the fan

one of the joys of not getting much sleep at night is the afternoon nap that comes out of nowhere. i believe i lost a few hours this afternoon sleeping in my chair. oh well, just means i'll be up later tonight.

the Yankees dropped another turd last night, losing 10-2. they start a series with the A's tonight. this smells like a sweep coming on. hopefully, and soon, the team finds rock bottom so they can start to rise. nothing worse than watching overpaid guys who don't give a shit.

Monday Night Raw was painful for most of the night. not many good segments at all. and then the last 10 minutes happened. i always love when something happens that i didn't see coming. Seth Rollins turning heel would be right up there. that was a great holy shit moment. and the beat down of his former partners was vicious. saved the whole show in my eyes and sets up for an interesting summer.

i am all caught up on Louie now. all 4 episodes i watched last night were really good.

other than napping today, most of today was spent reading emails (when the fuck did i get this popular) and watching the media day festivities for the Stanley Cup Final. the butterflies are starting to form for that tomorrow. i will be beyond pumped up for that.

tonight will be as little of the Yankees as i can stand and some Deadliest Catch.

saw a rough cut of the work Janne Karlsson and i have done. it looks fucking spectacular.

sometime tonight or early tomorrow, i need to figure out where i am sending the poems i set aside the other night. i believe i have to find 1 more to add to the bunch to be able to send to everywhere i want to. most likely 5 places in all. all that will be done by Friday at the latest.

i will be on here probably early afternoon tomorrow. i'm setting aside a ton of time to get my mind right before the Stanley Cup Final begins. i haven't truly given a shit about one of these in 20 years. and i'm certainly not 18 anymore. it's mostly trying to make sure i don't keel over and die while watching the games. my devotion runs that deep, yes. so, for the next 2 weeks, if i'm in a shitty mood and you can't figure out why, please assume that the New York Rangers aren't doing as well as i would have liked.